voicetesting ver 2.0

[tunedere]

[ HIT ME.

If you guys have got any advice, that'd be good too OTL I don't really know what I'm doing ffs ]

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[ghostories]

[ If Tokiya's been frequenting the music room, he'll find that someone beat him to it for once. At the piano is a girl clumsily hitting notes to the tune of a graduation with her right hand. She's obviously no music student, but she tries her best to provide accompaniment to the melody she sings. Tokiya has probably heard singers with far better technique, but she's pleasant enough to listen to. The emotion is there. ]

Our meeting was made in a moment at the intersection walking home.
You called out to me, didn't you? "Let's go home together."
While I hid my face with my bag in embarrassment,
In truth, I was very, very happy.

Ah, the way the fireworks beautifully bloom in the sky is a bit lonely.
Ah, the wind flows along with time.

So happy, having so much fun, we had so many adventures
Inside the secret base that belonged to the two of us.

[ Before she moves on to the chorus, she looks up at the doorway where Tokiya is and smiles. ]

Ahaha, sorry. Were you going to use this room? I don't mind.

[tunedere]

[ Indeed, he had been frequenting the music room - if only because it is the most familiar place in this unnatural school. While it had no recording room, it did have instruments and good acoustics; which was as close to Saotome Academy as it could get. Often he would come here to play the piano or sing - but only when he was alone.

So it is quite surprising to see someone else here. Even if his honed music sense tells her that she isn't... very good (but that's just by idol standards). Nevertheless, he hasn't expected a fellow musician here. ]

Are you using it, then?

[ Tokiya gestures vaguely with one hand, still standing in the doorway. Her smile is not returned, but he does give her a nod of acknowledgement. ]

[ghostories]

[ She was, but she can always find other things to do. This happened way too often even back home, so she has no qualms getting up from the piano seat and stepping aside. ]

No, it's just something I chose to do on a whim. [ She then begins to approach him, sparing the painted cherry blossoms an idle glance as she continues. ] The windows reminded me of graduation, so I wanted to hear a graduation song... I don't have the talent to play something by ear, though.

[ But she probably has an actual musician right in front of her, so she gives him a pointed look. ]

Do you?